All Chapters of Carnal Pages: Erotic Shorts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Layla’s pov ~•~ I’d wanted my professor for exactly one hundred and fifty-three days. I’d wanted him since the first day he walked into class. Wanting his attention, I deliberately sat in front of the class each day, wearing shorter skirts, and crossing and uncrossing my legs whenever he was looking anywhere near me. I aced all his tests, passed his exam, and got an A+, but the man still didn’t pay attention to me. It was infuriating. So I started failing instead. It was crazy of me, but it seemed like it was working. He was always making me stay after class to ask if there was something I didn’t understand that made me fail his assignments. He always ended up explaining something I completely understood, but I still couldn’t make my move because there was always someone lingering after class. Someone who wasn’t ready to move to their next class or didn’t have any more. I was playing a very dangerous game, but it was just one course. Retaking it wouldn’t be so bad a

Charlotte had always warned her father to stop messing with the bratva. She had promised her father she would finish college and make all the money he needed, but her father had always been selfish.That was exactly how she ended up in the hands of Maksim. Her father had stolen two million dollars from Maksim and the day Maksim’s men raided her house, she was the only one at home. They took her with them as collateral. They thought her father could come to save her.They thought wrong.She was supposed to be a message. Maksim had planned to lock her up in the guest room, feed her, ignore her, and deliver her back to her father when the old man paid.Then she looked up at him with those big hazel eyes, biting that plump lower lip as she asked. “Are you going to kill me?”Something inside him snapped.“No,” he responded. “But hopefully, I don’t ruin you.”She didn’t understand what it meant then.The first night, he left her alone.The second night, he listened to her cry herself to s

Maksim carried Charlotte inside. She was covered in snow and cum. The fire was still on in the living room, but he took her upstairs, straight to his room. She was limp in his arms, her body trembling from the cold. He set her down on the thick rug in the middle of his room, close to the fireplace. He peeled the ruined t-shirt completely off of her. “Do you want to sleep?” He asked, staring at all the places his mouth and hands had been on her body. “Or do you want to see the evidence of what you just did?”Charlotte blushed. Maksim was such a… she didn’t know how to describe him, but he was very intense. She could hardly handle it. She was more than tempted to say she wanted to sleep but her curiosity was much stronger. “I d-don’t want to sleep.”Maksim held back a smile. She still wasn’t bold enough to say what she wanted. That was okay though. They had enough time together. She was going to learn eventually.He crossed the room and flipped two switches. Four screens in front of h